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Mia woke up to a call from her professor --- the one who didn’t tell her about the supposedly good travel schedule. So instead, she ended up staying longer than planned. It’s been, what, months? But still, she can’t find herself adjusting to the timezone of the foreign country. “I don’t have to! I won’t be staying for long,” she argued, half-awake, at least. But of course, as it was suddenly required by the university, failure to attend the required class would mean delayed graduation for her. “Okay, okay. I’ll try if I can even spark up a conversation with whoever,” she said, definitely defeated. Seeing as it’s already quite late, she rushed up to go to the uni, which was just walking distance (thanks to dormitories and all those stuff). Thankfully enough, after a few hours, she managed to enroll herself in a Spanish class. “---What? The class starts in 5 minutes!” She exclaimed with a shake of her head.
As expected, she was late. When was she not late anyway? But, isn’t it an acceptable reason that she didn’t know where the rooms were? Knocking on the door, she slowly entered afterwards. “I’m sorry I’m late. I didn’t know where ----” Wait. What? Eugenia? @zvezdax
